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The Kidnapping (Part 1) - An OhmToonz (OhmWrecker and TheRealCaRtOoNz) Story

Here's a little something I came up with for a new ship. Hope you enjoy <3

Genre: Angst/Fluff

Warnings: Swearing, mentions of blood

Words: 1236

-TaylortheDinosaur ^,-,^
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(Ohm/Ryan's POV)

I quietly walk down the street I live on, coming back from grocery shopping with many bags of savoury and sweet items inside. Upon walking there, I tripped and now my hands and knee are bleeding, the blood cascading down my bare legs as I wore shorts. Luckily, I was on my way back home, it only a few minutes away. I put my hood up on my bunny hoodie, the ears flopping down, pulling it closer to my body to hide my extra weight.

That's when I heard a flapping sound, a sound all too familiar. Wings. Now it could have been a bird, but being an angel like myself know that the wings are a lot larger and softly ruffle. I speed down the street, keeping an eye behind me just in case. I almost run to my door, unlocking it briefly and shutting it before releasing the breath I didn't realise I was holding. I walk over to the kitchen counter, letting the bags sit on the grey table top before I start unpacking them.

I listen for that sound. Only to hear quiet birds singing or the one or two cars that create a ruckus down the roads. I start to unpack and after I finish I let go of a sigh, pulling my hoodie closer to me again, part of a habit. Then a sigh was returned back.

I turn rapidly to be met with a larger male, big broad shoulders and muscled arms and legs. His face was pale but strangely smoother than ice, but a large beard stuck out clearly, neatly trimmed. His dark chocolate eyes following my movements easily. However, the most noticeable thing about this man were the giant wings that protruded behind him. The colour darker than charcoal. A demon! That was the last thing I saw before black hid my view of everything. A blindfold?

I suddenly felt very weak as I heard a whoosh! I felt myself lift up and my body weight being pressed against something, or someone. I tried to wiggle away, shuffling myself and trying to push away but I felt tired.

My arms and legs were dead and my head thundered with a migraine. My vision was hidden by fabric and my mouth numb and dry. I was stuck, trapped and had no way of fighting back.

(CaRtOoNz/Luke's POV)

I let my massive wings out before I grabbed the smaller male in front of me. The angel. I lifted off the ground before rushing out of the back door I came in through. Silly angel, never unlock your doors. I felt the man move, trying to wiggle out of my grasp as I flew just below the clouds. I glanced back at the male seeing he had stopped moving, stopped the struggling meaning he had given up.

I heard some ruffling of a pair of wings to see two angels flanking me. Their bright white wings reflecting the sun's rays, the feathers glistening in pureness. I sped up, flapping faster, making sure to not drop the angel I had in my arms.

"Ohm!" One of them screamed towards me, the man in my arms slowly starting to struggle again. The new struggles causing me to go unbalanced and fly closer to the rooftops of tall buildings and trees.

"Mini! Vanoss!" The male, presumably named "Ohm", shouted back. The serum I released has started to falter. I immediately look for a warp hole, seeing one in the distance by a large oak tree. I headed towards the glass screen that was hidden among it. Hidden to humans. I glance back, the angels had caught up to me and almost had me. They failed.

"No Ohm!!" They both shouted, stopping as they got hit by a trap set by other demons. I glided through the warp hole, covering the angel with my leather jacket to cover his sickly sweet smell.

A few heads turned towards me as I raced down the streets urgently, pushing the crowds of sad or menacing looking people out of the way, Hell was busy after all.

Seeing my house in the distance, I flew over to it. I share a large house upon one of the hills of Hell with my demon friends, Delirious and Wildcat.

I yell that I'm home before running to my bedroom and dumping the male on my warm bed. I quickly tie his hands and feet so he can't escape or hurt me, for his and my safety.

I take of his blindfold, the fabric being chucked away. I grab the cold glass of water from my bedside counter, carefully getting 'Ohm' to drink some.

(Ohm/Ryan's POV)

The fabric was released and the bright light of the room made me blink to adjust the different light changes. I felt the rim of a cup or glass touch my lips and cold liquid hitting my chapped lips. I drank some of the liquid and tugged at my hands after, realising that I was tied up.

I look around the room, noticing the dark red walls that had layered posters lining the walls. A large closet area full of many clothes, mainly consisting darker colours. Then I noticed the man in front of me, the same man from my kitchen.

I shuffled back on the bed away from him, the black covers creasing as I move.

"Hey. I'm CaRtOoNz. I apologise for kidnapping you and shit but I had to for your safety." The powerful looking man said.

(CaRtOoNz/Luke's POV)

"My safety? Because kidnapping is best for my safety?!" Ohm yelled back, his voice strained.

"Yes for your safety! Major, high level demons are after you and your friends. You are in grave danger. You let off pheromones when you tripped, your blood letting off an aroma that demons can smell. Luckily I tracked you down before they did." I explained, waving my arms around in anger as I spoke.

"Well, if I can believe what you say, why? Why you, a demon?" He asked, squinting at my figure in conflicted suprise.

"Because not every demon wants to be a demon, my friends and I didn't want this life. We did bad things in the world that we were forced to do and we got the bad stick for it. That's why." I said, staring into the angels eyes. The mysterious hazel eyes glistening in the room's light, flecks off grey hidden in them.

"Thank you, CaRtOoNz." He says, a small smile resting on his face. I nod, before grabbing the med kit I had under the bed, and patching up his hands, arms and knee. I untied him and we sat and talked for a while. I admired his tanned skin, the smooth flesh like a chiselled statue. His eyes were so childlike yet they had so much emotion hidden behind then. I couldn't help but smile every time he giggled about his past and about his friends. I even told him about my friends.
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After that day, I saved him. I took him back to his house, and stayed there. I moved in, fell in love and married that same angel, and I couldn't be any happier.